#Chapter196
‘I’m right here. Where do you think I would be?’ I question him cheekily, definite perky mood at his appearance and no hint of sassy at all. I feel great and even he couldn’t dampen my sparkle today.
He’s looking unusually suave in casual attire again, a t-shirt and jeans that are snug but not overly tight and has shades stuck on his head in his messy hairdo. It’s a good look but it’s not my perfectly tailored sinister mobster, and I feel a tad disappointed in it. He’s hot like this, but he’s smoking in a suit.
‘I left some files on the desk for you that you needed signed. And I wanted to say thanks.’ He grins at me, all dimples, sparkly eyes and great teeth, looking equally merry today and I wonder if maybe there is something in the water. He gestures me with his eyes, nodding down and it takes a moment to register that he’s sticking his foot out and lifting his jean leg to let me see his socks.
